Getting Bulb Enemas

I think many people started with this

Growing up all my enemas were Ivory soap Bulb enemas from my mother. I still enjoy the multiple insertions of a bulb enema although my preference is now J&J. My last enema last night was 3 quarts of very warm J&J with a bulb. Next favorite is a large colon tube with a boat fuel pump bulb. I love the pulsation of the fluid rather than it just flowing in from the bag. I also like the ability to pace the flow slowly taking a half hour or so to finish the enema. Not only is it more enjoyable to me but the extra holding time makes for a better cleanse.

So many enemas, so many memories.

As for bulb enemas I recall for several summers when I was young my mother employing two school girls. One was Betty. The other was Robinson. Must have been a last name as she was both Robinson, and Robbie. Not sure what age I was. Perhaps from 4 to 7? Betty and Robbie were older teens. At college.

For some reason it started when I needed an enema and mom asked the girls if they'd ever given an enema, they said no, and mom said something along the lines of, 'you know what an enema is though?' They said yes and mom said, 'have you had enemas yourselves?' and they both had and mom said that was good.

I find it interesting that there are some things about Betty, Robbie, and enemas I can't seem to call to mind yet remember bits of dialog from many decades ago I'm fairly sure of. Long story short, mom said she needed to give me an enema and the two girls could help and learn how to do it.

One thing I do remember I wasn't keen on it. I protested. Didn't do any good. Mom showed the girls how to mix the soap into the water in a white metal basin she kept under the sink, then out came the enema bulb, one of several mom had. I can't quite grasp the memory of what happened next but I do know I was on my back, legs held aloft by mom with her left hand while her right filled the bulb, inserted and squeezed. Then one of the girls gave me a squirt and then the other. Not sure how many but it was a small bulb so several repeats.

It was all very serious but I remember getting enemas from them many times when mom wasn't around and they'd giggle.

I also had suppositories from them too.

While they were with us in the summer they had their own room at the cottage. In the city they'd also show up to babysit sometimes. Perhaps just one of them but usually together. In the city, if it was in the evening I remember mom and dad going out and mom asking them to give me an enema at bedtime. Betty must have been a keen enema giver because if mom didn't say anything about a bedtime enema she'd ask, 'would you like Tommy to have a suppository or enema?' Mom might say no, she thought I didn't need one. Other times she'd say it was probably a good idea and thank Betty for asking.

It's been awhile since I thought of Betty and Robbie and those bulb enemas.

Definitely the bulb is my favorite. The one and only enema I got from my mom was at the age of 9. I had asked her to give me one. We rode to the corner drug store and bought a 4 oz bulb enema. I remember it vividly. It was light blue with a black tip. Never worked up the courage to ask for another. It is my go to enema today. 4 soapy 10 oz bulbs full followed by a 2 qt rinse.

Out of curiosity I purchased an enema bulb many years ago. To use on myself. I did not really enjoy it. I very much prefer a big bag full of very warm water.

Enemas from bulb fond memory and would love have mom giving now

All of the enemas I got from mom were with the red bulb and I remember liking them. My grandma gave me my first bag enema when I was 10. I remember the bag was still about half full when I told her I couldn't take any more, so maybe I took a quart. It was the biggest enema I had to date, but I still liked it. By then I was also giving myself enemas with the bulb, and mom caught me at it, so she stopped giving them to me but I continued giving them to myself. Even though over the years I have had several bags of various types, I still like to use the bulb from time to time. Some people say they don't like a bulb enema because the multiple insertions required, but sometimes isn't that part of the fun?

Absolutely, that was always how I got it and prefer it to this day

Although the very first enema in my life was given to me in a hospital. A nasty nurse administered it to me using an enamel Esmarch mug; the water was cool. That enema changed my whole life, and later, on my path to enemaphilia, I used a rubber bulb syringe.

(I realized after posting this that I had already posted once on this topic. This just adds a little more details.)

I started getting enemas in my childhood at age 9, the vast majority of those were from a classic combination set we had at home. I did get a few bulb enemas from one aunt of mine. The first time I protested her use of a bulb to the point of being spanked for my disobedience. I then got that bulb enema anyway. What I was really protested was her giving me an enema at all. She had never seen me naked and I wasn't interested in changing that. (To her credit, she bought a combination set that she used to for subsequent enemas.)

When she died some 10 years later I helped my parents clean out her house to prepare it for sale and I was alIowed to take any keepsakes I desired. I did find that bulb enema and the combination set she had purchased for me and added them to the box of items I took with me. While I still preferred bag enemas, in the years that followed I found that bulb handy when I needed (or wanted) a quick enema. I liked the easy preparation and clean up, even though the multiple insertions were somewhat awkward to manage solo.

The first enemas I received were made with a large one quart bulb of water and lots of soap

All of the enemas I received from my mother were bulb enemas with Ivory soap and lots of Vaseline lying on my back with my legs up.

When I first started to self administer at 10 or 11, I continued with the bulb. I would lay on my stomach across the bed on a bath towl with an old two quart plastic pitcher full of warm water and the jar of Vaseline on the floor in front of me.

I would lube up well and start inserting the enema bulb over and over. I almost always had a massive orgasm by the time I finished the two quarts.

My parents both worked on Saturdays so I had the house to myself. I would wait an hour and repeat the enemas many times a day.

Later I'd often take a bath and fill myself in the tub using the bath water untill I couldn't hold any more. Those were fun times.

I never had the bulb as a kid or teenager but I did accidentally see a old in 50s big red rubber bulb with a long black plastic tip at my grandparents house once which they bought from overseas with them. My grandmother was me looking at it in the cupboard and I ask what is that. She said it helps you to go to the toilet. The door was closed and I never saw it again. When u was 19 I bought my first bulb from eBay and it was similar but a lot smaller with a white soft bulb design.

I have very foggy memories of the first time I was given an enema. I had to be around age 3 or so. My parents were desperately trying to potty train me. Nothing was working and I was probably not ready to be potty trained. I guess I got to the point where I would not go poop at all. One evening I vividly still remember being on the bathroom floor on a large towel. My parents took my shorts and training underwear off and I figured they were going to clean me and change me like they did before.

I remember seeing a strange blue bottle with a point at the top. Without any warning my mom pressed my little legs back and my dad put the bottle in my butthole. I did what you would expect me to do. Cry and fuss like crazy. I still vividly remember fussing and bouching around to try to get what was in my butthole out of it. I was sort of in a way doing the Sex motion while having the enema. It's odd how this memory stayed with me but I feel it might have somehow wired me to liking enemas like I do. Yes it was traumatic but out of instinct I bouched around and I was probably turned on somewhat even at such an early age.

What's not to love in getting enemas with a bulb? I tried all types, from the small , one piece, softer rubber ones, to the huge 2 quarts with exchangeable nozzles....hard and soft, big and small nozzles...all are very enjoyable, depending from the hand that uses them. Also the repeated insertions are very pleasurable. Perfect for a child, for milder stimulation, a quick wash out....I have friends that always , only do bulbs. They have a large collection and prepare them all filled, giving it in a wonderful series....For me, personally, they are a bit of a bother, the filling, the cleaning, the storing. My travels would have made them not so easy to carry around, trough all kind of security. At home, the presence of various different ones might have caused questions. Yes, we could have adapted but...but....the bag leaves your hands free ....think all you can do with free hands....

Bulb enemas rank second for me, right after can or bag enemas. Bulb enemas can generate significantly more pressure, depending on the person administering the enema. I also love that gurgling sound the bulb makes when the nozzle is withdrawn from the anus and it fills with air, ready to push the remaining contents into the bowel on the second squeeze...Overall, they are very easy to use and can be used in almost any bathroom / toilet

It's possible there's no more exquisite enema experience than the careful nozzle insertions and slow squeezes of an erotically-administered warm bulb enema. While the gradual withdrawal of the nozzle after each injection can induce regret, the subsequent gurgle of the bulb's refilling reignites excitement... and soon the re-lubed warm nozzle begins again its heavenly insertion. A skilled administrator can make this divine intimacy trigger strong orgasms, rendering the receiver a lifelong devotee of the bulb enema experience.

Not a fan of bulb enemas. Too much chance of contamination from some being sucked back into the bulb.

I love getting a bulb enema, especially the repeated insertions and the way that the water feels when it's being squeezed in me. In addition to receiving, I also like giving a bulb enema because I love to watch the nozzle disappear into a tight little bottom hole and fill it up with warm, soapy enema water.

Something that I really love is when my Daddy gives me a few bulbs and then has anal sex with me. I love the way his thick cock feels inside of me while I'm holding my enema.

When I was growing up an enema bulb was the only thing in the medicine cabinet. If I was sick I found myself over my mother's lap for a rectal temperature. If she felt I needed a cleansing out came the bulb enema . Over her knee again receiving a bulb enema. My grandmother was a nurse so I got them while staying with her as well .

Like more of you, my first and early enemas were with a bulb, first with an infant syringe then later with a normal size bulb. As best I can remember, I actually asked my mother to switch me to the bag since I didn't like the repeated insertions with the bulb and worried that I would leak when it was pulled out or re-inserted.